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Tooth & Nail

Today brought all sorts of surprises, from the pain-free, second-installment of my root canal (which cost significantly less than expected) to the notice that pricey shoe orthotics are not going to be adequate for Brainy Boy's severely flat feet.

More than likely, he will be undergoing an implant procedure in his feet to provide support for his nonexistent arches. The hope is to eliminate the constant knee and ankle pain he has been suffering. It will prove to be a thrill I'm sure, as the procedure is quite short, but is followed by 2 weeks of casts on both legs. He's going to love that, since it will probably get him out of many a shower.

We will try to schedule it for Good Friday so he has 9 school-free days following the surgery. The bummer is that the doctor only does afternoon surgeries, so he'll be food & drink deprived from midnight the night before. Lucky for us, he's quite a trooper as long as his X-Box is involved in the distraction. Another smile-inducing item was that the orthotics we ordered cost only $475 rather than the anticipated $600 and we don't have to pay for the replacements after the surgery is done!

Comments

Anonymous said…
So, I guess he'll have to use a wheel chair? He might find that kind of cool...2 weeks! I'll definitely be thinking of you during that time!
Anonymous said…
oops...meant to add my name to that...~Jenn Jones
Barb said…
OK, the title of this post may be the best I've ever seen, Jen. I swear, how clever is that!

Poor guy. You know what? Doctors and nurses just whip out the "nothing to eat or drink after midnight" rule without thinking but when Rob had his surgery, we found out he could have food and drink up until 7 in the morning and his surgery was scheduled for 2 in the afternoon. So you should call them and double check that - that's way too long to go with anything to eat or drink.

Hope he does well with this - it surely doesn't sound like much fun, especially two casts.
PandaMom said…
Both legs? At the same time? Yikes. I will pray for your endurance now to be the great mommy that you already are and not go crazy in that time! ; )
Rochelle said…
Poor Eric. Will the surgery be at an outpatient center or at a hospital? In general a patient needs to be NPO (nothing by mouth) for 8 hrs. at the most before surgery, however, some anesthesia providers will be sticklers about patients not following instructions...so double check before you assume that 8 hrs is ok.
Unknown said…
Oh my, a double whammy with both of his feet at once. I'll be praying for Eric and you too, that sounds like a very long two weeks.
Mary Ellen said…
I'm sure you'll all be glad when that is over, but how great there is something they can do!
Laurie said…
Jen, seriously? Ben has the same flat-totally-flat-not-even-a-hint-of-an-arch feet! YOu need to fill me in on the details!

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